Those were the halcyon days

Those were the halcyon days
purpled and seared by love
when I veered towards the unknown
like a wounded bird
until I found you, friend,
and you listened
to my sighs.

From the dark I came
to your arms, sought shelter
from the icy winds.
I came to life in your hands.
I rose to joy
from the torrents.

No one can understand
what I owe you, love.
What I owe you
is more than calm in the storm
or an escape from the waves.
It is the oneness
after a fearsome night
underneath a luminous sky.